第5章

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“Ifyouwouldleaveyouraddress,“continuedtheofficialwithpersistentpoliteness,“wecouldadviseyouofanylaterdeposittoyourcredit。“ “Itishardlynecessary,“returnedtheyounglady。“Ishouldlearnitmyself,andcallagain。Thankyou。Good-morning。“Andsettlingherveiloverherface,shequietlypassedout。 ThepainandindignationwithwhichRandolphoverheardthiscolloquyhecouldwiththegreatestdifficultyconceal。ForonewildmomenthehadthoughtofcallingherbackwhilehemadeapersonalappealtoRevelstoke;buttheconvictionborneinuponhimbyherresolutebearingthatshewouldrefuseit,andhewouldonlylayhimselfopentoanotherrebuff,heldhimtohisseat。Yethecouldnotentirelyrepresshisyouthfulindignation。 “WhereIcomefrom,“hesaidinanaudiblevoicetohisneighbor,“ayoungladylikethatwouldhavebeensparedthispublicdisappointment。Adozenmenwouldhavemadeupthatsumandlethergowithoutknowinganythingaboutheraccountbeingoverdrawn。“ Andhereallybelievedit。 “Nice,comf’ablewayofdoingbankingbusinessinDutchFlat,“ returnedthecynic。“AndIsupposeyou’dhavekeptitupeverymonth?Ratheratallpricetopayforlookingataprettygirlonceamonth!ButIsupposethey’rescarceruptherethanhere。 Allthesame,itain’ttoolatenow。Startupyoursubscriptionrighthere,sonny,andwe’llallanteup。“ ButRandolph,whoseldomfollowedhisheroicstotheirultimateprosaicconclusions,regrettedhehadspoken,althoughstillunconvinced。Happilyforhistemper,hedidnothearthecommentofthetwotellers。 “Won’tseeHERagain,oldboy,“saidone。 “Ireckonnot,“returnedtheother,“nowthatshe’sbeenchuckedbyherfancyman——untilshegetsanother。Butcheerup;agirllikethatwon’twantfriendslong。“ Itisnotprobablethateitheroftheseyounggentlemenbelievedwhattheysaid,orwouldhavebeenpersonallydisrespectfulorunciviltoanywoman;theywerefairlydecentyoungfellows,buttherigorsofbusinessdemandedthisappearanceofworldlywisdombetweenthemselves。Meantime,foraweekafter,Randolphindulgedinwildfanciesoftakinghisbenefactor’scapitalofseventydollars,addingthirtytoitfromhisownhard-earnedsavings,buyingadraftwithitfromthebankforonehundreddollars,andinsomemysteriouswaygettingittoMissAvondaleasthedelayedremittance。 Thebriefwetwinterwasnearlyspent;thelongdryseasonwasdue,althoughtherewasstilltherarebeautyofcloudsceneryinthesteel-bluesky,andthesuddenreturnofquickbuttransientshowers。ItwasonaSundayofweatherlikethisthatthenature- lovingRandolphextendedhisusualholidayexcursionasfarasContraCostabythesteamerafterhisdutifulroundofthewharvesandshipping。Itwaswithagayetybornequallyofhisyouthandtheweatherthatheovercamehisconstitutionalshyness,andnotonlymingledwithoutrestraintamongthepleasure-seekersthatthrongedthecrowdedboat,but,intheconsciousnessofhisgoodlooksandanewsuitofclothes,evenpenetratedintothearistocraticseclusionofthe“ladies’cabin“——sacredtothefairsexandtheirattendantswainsorchaperones。 Buthefoundeveryseatoccupied,andwasturningaway,whenhesuddenlyrecognizedMissAvondalesittingbesideherlittleescort。 Sheappeared,however,inasomewhatconstrainedattitude,sustainingwithonehandtheboy,whohadclamberedontheseat。 Hewaslookingoutofthecabinwindow,whichshewasalsotryingtodo,withgreaterdifficultyonaccountofherposition。Hecouldseeherprofilepresentedwithsuchmarkedpersistencythathewassatisfiedshehadseenhimandwasavoidinghim。Heturnedandleftthecabin。 Yet,onceonthedeckagain,herepentedhishaste。Perhapsshehadnotactuallyrecognizedhim;perhapsshewishedtoavoidhimonlybecauseshewasinplainerclothes——acircumstancethat,withhisknowledgeofherchangedfortunes,struckhimtotheheart。Itseemedtohimthatevenasahumbleemployeeofthebankhewasinsomewayresponsibleforit,andwonderedifsheassociatedhimwithherhumiliation。Helongedtospeakwithherandassureherofhissympathy,andyethewasequallyconsciousthatshewouldrejectit。 WhentheboatreachedtheAlamedawharfsheslippedawaywiththeotherpassengers。Hewanderedaboutthehotelgardenandthemainstreetinthehopeofmeetingheragain,althoughhewasinstinctivelyconsciousthatshewouldnotfollowthelinesoftheusualSundaysight-seers,buthadherowndestination。HepenetratedthedepthsoftheAlameda,andlosthimselfamongitslow,trailingoaks,tonopurpose。Thehopeofthemorninghaddiedwithinhim;thefireofadventurewasquenched,andwhenthecloudsgatheredwitharisingwindhefeltthatthepromiseofthatdaywasgone。Heturnedtogobacktotheferry,butonconsultinghiswatchhefoundthathehadalreadylostsomuchtimeinhisdeviouswanderingsthathemustruntocatchthelastboat。Thefewdropsthatspatteredthroughthetreespresentlyincreasedtoashower;heputuphisumbrellawithoutlesseninghisspeed,andfinallydashedintothemainstreetasthelastbellwasringing。 Butatthesamemomentaslight,gracefulfigureslippedoutofthewoodsjustaheadofhim,withnootherprotectionfromthepeltingstormthanahandkerchieftiedoverherhat,andranasswiftlytowardthewharf。ItneededonlyoneglanceforRandolphtorecognizeMissAvondale。Themomenthadcome,theopportunitywashere,andthenextinstanthewaspantingatherside,withtheumbrellaoverherhead。 Thegirlliftedherheadquickly,gaveaswiftlookofrecognition,abriefsmileofgratitude,andcontinuedherpace。Shehadnottakenhisarm,buthadgraspedthehandleoftheumbrella,whichlinkedthemtogether。Notawordwasspoken。Twopeoplecannotbeconversationalorsentimentalflyingatthetopoftheirspeedbeneathasingleumbrella,withacrowdofimpatientpassengerswatchingandwaitingforthem。AndIgrievetosaythat,beingahappyAmericancrowd,therewassomeirreverenthumor。“Goit,sis!He’sgainin’onyou!““Keepitup!““Steady,sonny!Don’tprance!““Nofancylicks!Youwerenearlyoverthetracesthattime!““Keepuptothepole!“(i。e。theumbrella)。“Don’tcrowdheroffthetrack!Justswingontogether;you’lldoit。“ Randolphhadglancedquicklyathiscompanion。Shewaslaughing,yetlookingathimshylyasifwonderinghowHEwastakingit。Thepaddlewheelswerebeginningtorevolve。Anotherrush,andtheywereonboardastheplankwasdrawnin。 Buttheywereonlyontheedgeofapackedandseethingcrowd。 Randolphmanaged,however,toforceawayforhertoanangleofthepaddlebox,wheretheywerecomparativelyalonealthoughstillexposedtotherain。Sherecognizedtheirenforcedcompanionshipbydroppinghergraspoftheumbrella,whichshehadhithertobeenholdingoverhimwithasingularkindofmaturesuperiorityverylike——asRandolphfelt——hermannertotheboy。 “Youhaveleftyourlittlefriend?“hesaid,graspingattheideaforaconversationalopening。 “Mylittlecousin?Yes,“shesaid。“Ilefthimwithfriends。I couldnotbeartomakehimrunanyriskinthisweather。But,“shehesitatedhalfapologetically,halfmischievously,“perhapsI hurriedyou。“ “Oh,no,“saidRandolphquickly。“Thisisthelastboat,andI mustbeatthebankto-morrowmorningatnine。“ “AndImustbeattheshopateight,“shesaid。Shedidnotspeakbitterlyorpointedly,noryetwiththeentirefamiliarityofcustom。Henoticedthatherdresswasindeedplainer,andyetsheseemedquiteconcernedoverthewater-soakedstateofthatcheapthinsilkpelerineandmerinoskirt。Abiglumpwasinhisthroat。 “Doyouknow,“hesaiddesperately,yettryingtolaugh,“thatthisisnotthefirsttimeyouhaveseenmedripping?“ “Yes,“shereturned,lookingathiminterestedly;“itwasoutsideofthedruggist’sinMontgomeryStreet,aboutfourmonthsago。Youwerewettertheneventhanyouarenow。“ “Iwashungry,friendless,andpenniless,MissAvondale。“Hehadspokenthusabruptlyinthefainthopethattherevelationmightequalizetheirpresentcondition;butsomehowhisconfession,nowthatitwasuttered,seemedexceedinglyweakandimpotent。Thenheblunderedinadifferentdirection。“YoureyesweretheonlykindonesIhadseensinceIlanded。“Heflushedalittle,feelinghimselfoninsecureground,andendeddesperately:“Why,whenI leftyou,Ithoughtofcommittingsuicide。“ “Oh,dear,notsobadasthat,Ihope!“shesaidquickly,smilingkindly,yetwithacertainairofmaturetoleration,asifshewereaddressingherlittlecousin。“Youonlyfanciedit。Anditisn’tverycomplimentarytomyeyesiftheirkindnessdroveyoutosuchhorridthoughts。Andthenwhathappened?“shepursuedsmilingly。 “Ihadajobtocarryaman’sbag,anditgotmeanight’slodgingandameal,“saidRandolph,almostbrusquely,feelingtheuttercollapseofhisstory。 “Andthen?“shesaidencouragingly。 “Igotasituationatthebank。“ “When?“ “Thenextday,“falteredRandolph,expectingtohearherlaugh。 ButMissAvondaleheavedthefaintestsigh。 “Youareverylucky,“shesaid。 “Notsovery,“returnedRandolphquickly,“forthenexttimeyousawmeyoucutmedead。“ “IbelieveIdid,“shesaidsmilingly。 “Wouldyoumindtellingmewhy?“ “Areyousureyouwon’tbeangry?“ “Imaybepained,“saidRandolphprudently。